Daddy, tell me a story!
At age 1 I say... Daddy, feed me! At age 2 I say... Daddy, tell me a story! At age 3 I say... Daddy, play with me! At age 4 I say... Daddy, push me on the…
Emmyful
40 stories written on Ficly, 2009–2010, shared under CC BY-SA 3.0. Their page on ficly.com
And the Truth is...
...that I miss you. (“Warning Sign”-Coldplay) It seems that there are Coldplay lyrics for every situation. If there aren’t Coldplay lyrics, there are certainly…
My Leg Hurts
My leg hurts. Consequently, I’m uncomfortable. This makes me irritable. It also gives me writers’ block. I can’t focus. Another spasm. I don’t remember doing…
Feeding Daddy
It’s a weird concept, feeding your own father. I never imagined that I would have to do this for him. I assumed that he’d always be the one to nurture me, at…
Moments like these are worth the pain
I’m sitting in the passenger seat of my mom’s blue Honda Cr-V at the end of a three hour car ride. We pull up to the stoplight across the street from his…
Dear You
Dear You, The world seems a lot less cruel with you in it. Every time I look at you I see something reflected back in my eyes. I can’t place exactly what it…
"Hold on. Let me get a screwdriver."
“Emily,” the nurse called as she poked her head into the waiting room. “That’s me,” I replied as I stood up from my chair and walked gingerly across the room…
Connections
I can see a connection between these flowers and my relationship with John. We had a rough start in middle school. Neither of us was ready for a serious…
Blooms
In a few hours, I returned to my room and looked the flowers over thoroughly. They seemed a little perkier, but I couldn’t see much change. As my phone call…
Flowers
The flowers came in a box the day before my birthday. I brought the box immediately up to my room as soon as I found it on the doorstep. It was dirty and…
The Weight of the World is on My Shoulders
Sometimes I hate what I’ve let myself become. I keep a cool facade at all times. I look fine when I’m really hurting deep inside. But others expect me to…
Just Like Magic
The first time we cuddled was just like magic... John and I were lying beside each other on my bed, after a huge Thanksgiving dinner, watching a horror movie…
Pain
Her chest heaves as she sits in her room, trying to silence the sound of her sobbing. She doesn’t want anyone to know; not yet. Crying is painful, sometimes…
Carol Never Wore Her Safety Goggles. Now She Doesn't Need Them.
Every morning I walk into my Chemistry class and glance behind the teacher’s desk. Carol is always there, staring back at me with her sightless eyes. I take…
Would it Kill You?
Would it kill you... to say those three words to me, to tell me I’m beautiful, to tell me you can’t live without me? Would it kill you... to make an effort, to…
Just a Fleeting Dream
It’s a warm July night. Aunt Krissie and I trudge up the hill toward the tent, armed with a flashlight, a radio, and a papillon. I look forward to snuggling…
Running Out of Almonds
I am running out of almonds What a tragedy I thought the bag was nearly full This just cannot be! I love to eat those almonds I eat them every day I have them…
Love is a Strange and Beautiful Thing
It’s terrifying, really, how deep in love a person can fall so quickly. I swore it would never happen that way for me. I told myself that I would never get too…
The Violet Hour
“In the dark you tell me of a flower that only blooms in the violet hour.” I’m not sure what these words are supposed to mean, -I’ve never been good at…
Breaking the Routine
I look at myself in the bathroom mirror, and am shocked at what I see. I see myself reflected back into my eyes, but I look older, and not in a good way. I…